Welcome to chrispcauley.com. I am a songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, soundman, gear lender, producer, indie promoter, and friend, working in the vigorous Patchogue music scene. I have played in dozens of bands over the years doing live shows from here to Philly. I write and record original songs playing all of the instruments. I have a strickly DIY approach that involves writing, recording, producing and distributing my art. This site is the hub of my creative efforts. Please consider joining the mailing list, this will allow me to inform you of new releases and upcoming performances. Enjoy the music and thanks for coming by.
For the the last few months, I have been working on a new EP called Stirrings. It is set for release on April 1st 2010.
Recent Press:
The work of singer/songwriter Chris P. Cauley is not music. It's cinema for audiophiles.
As a boundary pushing musical auteur, multi-instrumentalist, guitarist/vocalist, writer/arranger and live sound/recording engineer; his all encompassing vision is more Alfred Hitchcock than Robyn Hitchcock, more Picasso than Prince, more Jim Jarmusch than Jim Morrison.
Working entirely from his state-of-the-art home studio and using the internet as his sole mode of prolific distribution - CPC is decidedly cutting edge in his approach and process - with each deliberate and delicate artistic choice serving as a star on the map of his vast and haunting galaxy of sound.
There is no place this chameleon will not go. The plaintive, heartfelt Birthday Party can be delivered in haunting, acoustic quietude or as a full blown, balls to the wall Pearl Jam groove rocker. The News Today can come off as a whispered prayer or in sheets of Sonic Youth art-rock fury. Doesn't Really Matter pushes the ethos of atmospheric Roxy Music through a filter of workingman's Taoism and soaring digital delay.
Aside from his own free downloadable album 10 Songs, Cauley also co-masterminds the ambient and relentlessly experimental Reverend Mofo, where Eno-inspired soundscapes include everything from the post-apocolyptic, desert plains synth of Slow Vein to the screwdriver meets kitchen sink weirdness of Black Engine T-Shirt.
If you're going to the Chris P. Cauley experience, be prepared. There's no going halfway.
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